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Life is happening

Kassandra - The Smell of Autumn

The wheel is turning, life is happening. It seems so much has happened lately and is about to happen soon, that.... I'm completely exhausted but getting happier by the day!

First of all, I seem to have new followers. I am surprised that people actually read me LOL! Even if I have not posted anything recently. Welcome to my little world, my new followers. I'm smiling!

Then, my husband is moving out this week-end. We are separated! It is becoming official... What do I feel? Actually, I'm not exhilarated, I'm not sad, I have been waiting for this for such a long time, that I actually don't feel anything. I guess I haven't realized yet, it has to sink in. The backlash is that there is a certain number of issues that need to be discussed with the children as I am the "monster" and I seemingly have to pay for it. We shall see how things work out. It is not going to be easy.

In the meantime, I have not had much rest because of 14 days of on-going work, followed by a week-end spent in Italy with my art class in Milan and Pavia. I need to sleep!

If you read my last post, things have evolved too. I spent a few hours overseas to meet in person someone very special I met online. As I said, it was a very special and intense hug, but things seemed too complicated at first, yet after some in-depth discussion, they should work out very nicely. I don't want to say too much now, but we have plans to meet again. I hope to be able to post about our first few hours together soon. It made me so happy! The distance and our personal circumstances, as I mentioned in my last post, do not make it easy, but we crave each other's company so much that we want to meet again soon! Oh, I'm sooo looking forward to that much needed warm, affectionate, tender hug, my dear! And sharing masses of TLC, I can't wait!

So, life is happening at last, I'm taking one thing at a time and appreciate all the positive vibes that are coming my way, thanks to a few friends I have close by, but also to some lovely people I met online across the world, you know who you are, especially you, my Fairy!

Beautiful and strange

These beauties are disappearing...

Bath - part One

“Come on, hurry!” Clothes are flying. He is so gorgeous, she is mesmerized - a statue of white marble in the moonlight, a snapshot of his dimples… Awwww! What a lucky girl she is! “Come on, take my hand”. They make it to the water, it is nice and warm, they immerse themselves and swim to the middle of the river onto a rock. Some people have gathered on the opposite side, whistling and cheering. “Ready for the show?” Like a mermaid, she curls up on his lap. He delicately takes her head in his hands, his lips softly kiss the corners of her mouth, her chin, her neck. His desire grows as the cheering becomes louder. She soon looses track of what is happening around them. His mouth is everywhere…on her nipples, her neck, between her breasts. He bends her over and offers them a glamorous Hollywood kiss. A mixture of shyness and boldness overtakes her, her hands explore underwater curves and mounds. She can feel his heart racing under her touch. Another ravenous, breathtaking kiss, the audience applauds. She had forgotten about them. They swim back to the opposite side of the crowd. She feels a little self-conscious getting out of the water with all these people watching, but finds her composure in the dark. They get dressed, the onlookers have disappeared.

T. had this Jim Morrisson look, less angelic, more carnal. They had met at the local disco, where she spent most of her Saturday nights in Bath. That evening, she had immediately spotted the sexiest guy around, as had most of the females in the audience. She could see them elbowing each other and commenting as he made his way to the bar. She was standing next to the wall between the bar and the dance floor. Her auburn hair was long, curly and delicately framed her oval face, her big round green eyes looked shyly across at him. It was the spring and she wore a flowery emerald, turquoise and purple skirt, a matching emerald blouse with an adjustable cleavage closed by a ribbon. When he stared at her, she checked if someone stood behind her. She blushed


“Let’s pretend I am madly in love with you, you look like a pre-Raphaelite painting, can I invite you for a dance?” How did he know about pre-Raphaelite paintings? She had just seen an exhibition in London and she had loved it. How could she resist? They danced several slow songs. He was definitely a gentleman, they engaged in a conversation about art, they liked the same artists. And while they danced and talked she also noticed the way he moved, and he moved well. She wondered if he could feel her heart pounding. She also wondered how his skin felt under his white shirt. After a while, he proposed to go for a walk to enjoy the warm evening. They walked on the edge of the river where he made his bet. “Can you swim?”




Gabriel Dante Rossetti - The Beloved

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